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Post by WingSong on Dec 22, 2004 14:37:49 GMT -5
Wing Song glanced warily at Breezie, who had flounced onto a bed and ceased all other movement. "Breezie, my bags aren't THAT heavy." "Maybe not to a bell boy," said the muffled response. Wing Song rolled her eyes, something she found herself doing quite frequently whenever she was around the young mare. "Well, you can tell me you didn't bring anything with you!" "Oh, I brought some stuff." Breezie was now sitting upright, her back hooves swinging against the side of the bed in an obnoxious rhythm. "It was all on my scooter..." WS had never seen a scooter in person before, and couldn't help but feel a lie coming on. "And where is your scooter?" "Well, it's in town. On the side of the street - " "Breezie, do you actually own a scooter?" The young mare lazily gazed out the window and realized it was raining. She sprang to her feet. "Yeah, and it's getting all wet! Come on!" In a rush of white and yellow Breezie was pulling Wing Song alongside her. The last thought the princess was aware of as she was dragged outside the apartment door was, I didn't even have time to grab my parasol...
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Post by WingSong on Apr 20, 2005 23:45:12 GMT -5
((Cont. from Rainbow River.))
Breezie's wet mane and tail dripped all over the squishy carpet as she stepped inside her apartment with Nova Luna, holding Lightning in the foreleg without the cast on it. "Here we are!", she said, rearing up, flinging out her forelegs, and flopping down on her bed - and getting it soaked in the process. Her disgruntled guinea pig muttered to himself and scurried under the bed, having been dropped.
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Post by NovaLuna on Apr 20, 2005 23:46:46 GMT -5
Nova looked around. What a homey place!
"Awesome!" Nova sat on the bed as well.
"So, where's that list?"
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Post by WingSong on Apr 20, 2005 23:53:39 GMT -5
Breezie hurried over to a desk in the corner and pulled out a stack of papers. "Not one paper - there are lot's of conspiracies out there! So I alphabetized them."
The first entry read:
"Aardvarks - always watching. They have security devices everywhere, and they are plotting our downfall."
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Post by NovaLuna on Apr 21, 2005 0:01:26 GMT -5
"Aarvarks. got it. What do THOSE look like?"
Nova pictured a large, snarling pony hiding behind a tree.
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Post by WingSong on Apr 21, 2005 22:23:19 GMT -5
"Like evil themselves, with wierd noses", Breezie said solemnly.
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Post by NovaLuna on Apr 21, 2005 22:28:08 GMT -5
"Ah! Evil themselves." Nova grinned sheepishly.
"So what does evil look like? Am I asking too many questions?"
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Post by WingSong on Apr 21, 2005 22:34:46 GMT -5
"Yes. Here - get me some tissues, will ya?" Breezie lay flat on her back on her bed and lazily lifted one hoof to gesture towards the bathroom.
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Post by NovaLuna on Apr 21, 2005 22:39:28 GMT -5
"Sure."
Nova ran into the bathroom and grabbed a few tissues, absentmindedly blowing her nose on one. She tossed the rest to Breezie and flopped down on the bed next to her.
"Here."
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Post by WingSong on Apr 21, 2005 22:44:55 GMT -5
Breezie blew her nose and tossed the dirty tissue across the apartment to Wing Song's bed ((MWAHAHAHA! )). Then she turned to Nova. "So, where have you been staying? And how long have you been in town?"
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Post by NovaLuna on Apr 21, 2005 22:58:56 GMT -5
"I'm staying at Amber's salon. She's really nice, you know. She gave me a room, money for food, everything." ((And Nova's gonna pass her germs to her! Ha!))
"I guess you and her are my only friends right now. Oh- and Kenshin. Though he's more of an instructor than a friend. I really haven't been in town very long. I......uh......."
Nova stopped, reluctant to tell Breezie how she got in town.
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Post by WingSong on Apr 21, 2005 23:05:27 GMT -5
"Kenshin? The ninja guy?" ((Shadow, realize now that I'll never stop bugging you with that. )) "And - hey, a salon? Do you style hair or something?"
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Post by NovaLuna on Apr 21, 2005 23:08:22 GMT -5
"Yeah, the ninja guy. And I do work at a hair salon, although....... I really haven't actually done anything yet. I don't know if Amber trusts me. Hey, maybe you can stop by sometime, and maybe I can try styling your hair! Or maybe...... I could try now?"
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Post by WingSong on Apr 21, 2005 23:20:06 GMT -5
Breezie hesitated a moment - she never wanted her hair fancied up, so would Nova know how to not go overboard? Or would a rookie not do as much and be a better choice? Oh well - it was just hair anyway. She didn't care if it wasn't fancy, so why should she care if it was? "Sure. You can just do...whatever." She pulled the chair away from the desk and sat in the middle of the room.
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Post by NovaLuna on Apr 21, 2005 23:23:13 GMT -5
Nova walked over to Breezie uncertainly.
"Um, okay. First of all, what supplies do hair stylists use? Amber said something about a scrunchie......"
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